Who you are
where you been
What you want
when you're keen
I will stick around
until it all goes down
Im telling you
it was nothing big
Trees were on fire
A burning leaf lands in my hand
Leitmotif
you will never know me
Or who you are
where you been
Or what you want
when you're keen
I will stick around
until it all goes down
Im telling you
it was nothing big
We were on fire
a means to the end
My friend
leitmotif
Word have lost their meaning
it all sounds the same
You only hear me breathing
'cause whatever Im trying to say
It comes out wrong
but it comes out wrong
Yeah, it comes out wrong
